Almost blue Almost doing things we used to do There's a boy here and he's almost you Almost all the things that your eyes once promised I see in his too Now your eyes are red from crying Flirting with this disaster became me It named me as the fool who

You change all the lead And if the snow buries my, my neighborhood. And if my parents are crying Then I'll dig a tunnel from my window to yours, Yeah, a tunnel from my window to yours. You climb out the chimney, And meet me in the middle, the middle of

Almost blue Almost doing things we used to do There's a girl here and she's almost you All the things that you promised with your eyes I see in hers too Now your eyes are red from crying

This weight is so unbearable caving my lungs All my life seems to be flashing in front of my eyes Run away from all the pain of life Ways of devotion turn to obsession open your eyes I want you to see what you've done to me crying out those eyes Bring my

Holy Mother, where are you? Tonight I feel broken in two. I've seen the stars fall from the sky. Holy mother, can't keep from crying. Oh I need your help this time, Get me through this lonely night. Tell me please which way to turn To find myself again.

I be crying hey, train carried my girl away I be crying hey, that train carried my girl away from town Where were you when the train left town I was standing on the corner, my head hanging down Ashes to ashes and dust to dust Show me the woman that I can

Did you see your friend crying from his eyes today Did you see him run through the streets and far away Did you see him run, did you see him fall Did his life flash by at the bedroom door Did you hear the news it came across the air today Someone has

Where thrills are cheap, and love's divine I'm looking for something, just sink in my teeth without any crying But I can't find no place or nothing, Where thrills are cheap and love is divine Dusty and you are, dirty from chain Lips of your kisses are

You should have told me, Lucy That's a long time How do you do, Lucy? You sure been hard to find I heard you had a daughter six years old And I just can keep from crying Six years and Lucy Lord, have mercy Is she pretty? Has she grown?

Did you see your friend, crying from his eyes today? Did you see him run through the streets and far way? Did you see him run? Did you see him fall? Did his life flash by on the bedroom door? Did you hear the news came across the air today? Someone has